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Last night I cut away a part of me
That I may face the morrow
I washed the blood off so none would know
Then how did the morn dawn drenched??
– Shail Mohan (March 2009)
How??
30 Monday Mar 2009
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It is often the flood
of that colourless blood
which we call silent tears
that will dissolve all our fears
Me:
Smiles they want not tears
And what’s mine is only fears
As I contain the flood
Of that colorless blood.
Sorry PRG. I borrowed a line from you! 🙂
B.E.A.U.T.I.F.U.L 🙂
Me:
T.H.A.N.K. Y.O.U. Sashu! 🙂
wonderful !
Me: Thanks Dhiren!
Hurts! And how! But it heals too, when the tears drench, and the pain flows out!
Me: Yeah, when the tears flow out, yes! 🙂
This is a poetic 55-er. Many couldn’t succeed when it was introduced but Shail I guess you would have been a winner with your soulful words.
Me: Was there a poetic 55-er introduced?? Never knew of that. 🙂
Hello. Long time girl.
Well written like always. liked it!
Rhett
Me: Yeah Rhett, long time! Thanks!
Lovely!! No more words..
Me: Thanks so much Biju!
my!! that had an eerie touch to it. brought in a chill!! 🙂
Me: Well, it is always painful cuting off a part of you! 🙂
Lovely.
Me: Thanks IHM
Beautiful!touches a chord somewhere inside…
Usha has said it beautifully…
most of the time I have nothing to add coz you say it all so beautifully…so I just lurk and read 😀
Me: Indyeah, thats quite a compliment. Thank you! Keep lurking and commenting in between! 🙂
When Pain is held within
And tears stay in unseen pots
Nature decides it needs to cry
And Rain drenches the Dawn.
:).. Beautifully done Dear Shailji.
Me:
Laden clouds weighed down
Await the Western Wind to blow
Without its caressing touch
How can the tears flow??
Thanks Rashmi! 🙂
Little do we realize that the morn dawn is just a lighter version, an extrapolation, an alter-ego of the night… 🙂
Me: Nikhil, that’s a point!! 🙂
Really bloody nice 😉
Me: Pallavi, you are bloody generous! 🙂
Lovely Shail…chilling too, as someone has put it…have been out of my online world for quite some time…got a lot of reading to do 🙂
Me: It always is when you are cutting away a part of yourself Ganga. 🙂 Thanks! I myself have not been around as much as I usd to be. Have been travelling and will be doing so for some more time.
like always:wonderful !
Me: Thanks and hugs Isabel!
Where the hell do you get such stuff??! Awesome
Me: The feeling is mutual Ritu. Thats what I think when I read what you write! 😀
Long time
Lovely words
Me: Yep, long time Shilpa! Thanks!
Nice, nice, nice! This one I liked. 🙂
Me: Thanks OJ! 🙂
Shail, when you are so good at this then you simply must try this one too, guess and win the 55 Words Fiction Correct Guess Award
http://indianhomemaker.wordpress.com/2009/04/11/55-words-she-waited-to-be-alone/